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@atsuki // okiii

@minpha //welcomes back
Mm yeah and maybe Atsuki could catch him peaking

@atsuki // I have returned to wifi-land! Now, tell me, what do we do with this
Any ideas?
I can send Minpha away so that only Kaoru goes to your next fight, but he wouldn't make it into the vicinity of the ring... He'd probably just peek in from a distance ;;

@minpha Atsuki stared blankly at the guard only somewhat glancing behind him noticing the two black abd blue men but at the same times thinking what does that have to do with him going home? He was about to head the other way when suddenly he felt cold dainty hands under his leather jacket feeling up his abs, this confused Atsuki enough to where he had to blink a few times before he could truly get what's going on but by the third blink the male was off of him. The blonde raised a pierced eyebrow alittle recognizing the two males(realising that after he heard the voices) the overly confident pink hair and the cute shy brown haired male from the audience, Atsuki shot a glance at the guards and figured they belonged to them.

The two's little moment some how irked Atsuki so he his heels and went about his way with his hands in his pocket, he was home free finally and he could actually hop in his bed and get the long over due sleep he deserved ...or so he thought he was but just then his phone rang causing the japanese male to groan and with much unwanted effort actually answered "what" "Atsuki you have another fight at 9" this caused him to choke just alittle " that's-that's in like 30 minutes!" "Exactly so be ready, I'll send you the adress" before he could object to this match the person on the other end hung up..was he a gang member or some kind of street fighting toy that was tossed around just to earn money. Just then his phone buzzed signalling the message was sent

Atsuki had to run the rest of the way home to quickly wash up and clean up his slight busted lip and change clothes leaving him with 20 minutes left before he had to arrive at the designated destination for his 5th match today" ing hell" he mumbled plopping down on his couch grumbling lowly in Japanese

@atsuki Seeing a blonde figure draw near, a guard stepped forward to block his path. "You can't go this way right now, sorry.", he informed very cordially and motioned into the opposite direction, silently beckoning him to piss off. Behind the guards lay too men, already beaten black and blue, but very much conscious and capable of withstanding whatever the guards' superior decided to throw at them. That same persion appeared just at that moment, looking only marginally more decent than earlier. (He wasn't half- anymore, but 1/4th thanks to Kaoru's best efforts.) The pink-haired person's eyes brightened at the sight of his favourite street fighter, immediately and shamelessly ravishing the man with his eyes. Minpha his lips and before anyone could blink he had suddenly appeared right in front of Atsuki. His hands had somehow or other found their way under the other's leather jacket, probing and tracing the firm muscles. "Hmmm~ Feels just as nice as I'd imagined~", he cooed, his breath hitching as he hooked one finger in the front of the male's pants.

Kaoru intervened before he could do anything completely inappropriate. Grabbing Minpha from behind, his arms around the cross-dresser's slender waist, he tried to pull his brother away. Blushing furiously due to the sight before him, the brown-haired Japanese had his eyes rooted the ground. He was afraid the blonde man would notice the lustful look in his eyes if he looked up. He couldn't help himself! All three brothers had inherited their mother's lustfullness. (Well, Minpha was a special case, he shouldn't even be feeling any desire and yet he still behaved like this. How embarrassing! Or maybe there was something he wasn't aware of? Anyways...)

Minpha relented his molesting, but not without poking at Kaoru, pointing out very correctly that the younger was just jealous. Kaoru blushed further, his gaze flickering about nervously, occasionally also brushing across the blonde. Suddenly, his brother had thrown his arms around him, so close that their cheeks were squished together. The pink-haired male stood behind the shorter, directing Kaoru so that they were both staring at Atsuki with great appreciation. "Look! He's who I was talking about earlier. ing y, right?", he cooed to his brother, enjoying every squirm, fidget and shy blush he could ellicit from Kaoru. To his surprise he also got a tiny, microscopic nod and a barely audible "Ye-th..." It seemed he had bit his tongue. Minpha, who was completely accustomed to his brothers lack of volume when he spoke, smirked and planted a kiss on his brother's cheek, leaving behind a red kissmark. Kaoru smiled softly, his hands reaching up to fondle the ones that were around him, silently wondering when this would all be over... and how he'd find an excuse to come back, preferably without Minpha. Preferably without getting assaulted either.

@kaoru //so many grammer mistakes orz i apologizeee

@kaoru /IS THIS GOOD ENOUGH FOR YOU

@kaoru Atsuki had literally been thrown into this here match the match he definitely didn't want to do because 1. He was tired, 2. He could easily see that his opponent underestimated him by great means(this was gonna be the mans downfall for sure) and finally three this was supposed to be a chillax day for him but no his boss decided Atsuki needed to win some kind of money for what purpose? The blonde male didn't know. As soon as the bell rang and both fighters put their fists up that was the beginning of a two minute match which started with Atsuki getting socked in the face a couple of times just to go ahead and the already huge ego of his opponent before ending it with atsuki jumping and round house kicking the man hard in the face, Atsuki was known for having both heavy hands and heavy feet so the kick knocked the burly man out instantly.

The cheers erupted and atsuki held his hands up enticing more cheers from the crowd for a few more seconds before finally deciding to go back in the back to change and leave that was until he heard the mumblings and the gasps from the crowd causing him to stop and turn his head staring into the crowd only to catch sight of a half pink haired..women(?) And a other women attempting horribly to dress the pink haired lady, why was this strangely amusing to Atsuki? Doesn't know but he had to admit the confidence of the pink haired on strangely irked him and the blush on the honey brown haired ladies face made him amused.

Not wanting to seem to interested in the commotion he finished his journey back where he was greeted with the faces of the opposing teams betters who silently and in a disconsolate manner handed over the money they lost now learning their lesson why you shouldn't judge someone based on appearance. He left the rusty building wearing a leather jacket and skin tight black ripped skinny jeans,that was the norm for him no shirt and leather jacket though what wasn't normal was the fact their had been guards waiting outside the building causing atsuki to raise a confused eyebrow but didn't stop to ask any questions as it wasn't in his nature to do so

@atsuki // WAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHA
Sufferrrr
No pressure do e u e *smears pressure on you*
Just do your besstttttt
No need to match the length

@kaoru (HOW THEY FUDKDND DO YOU EXPECT ME TO REPLY TO YOU!!!21!1!1 MY THIRD ISN'T ALL THAT GREAT))

@atsuki All this time, Kaoru had been silently following his brother. Well, he had tried to communicate with Minpha at several occassions, for example when various disgusting creatures undressed them with their eyes, or when his brother had threatened a man out of his seat... But alas, his tiny voice had not been heard. As such there was nothing he could do but nibble on his lip dejectedly. In general, his soft, unassuming aura completely drowned next to the screaming flamboyance of his brother. If not for the innocence he exuded, a very rare thing in Shangri-La, he might as well have been Minpha's shadow.

Kaoru's grip on Minpha's hand tightened as they neared the fighting ring. He felt very uncomfortable, his eyes shifting nervously as he hid behind his brother. Unlike when he tried to hide behind Koichi, his eldest brother, Minpha didn't cover him much. They were similarly built with Kaoru being a couple cm smaller, but the others heels succeeded in adding enough extra height that the Japanese could enjoy a (false) sense of security. Crowds made him squeamish... Especially violent and noisy ones such as this. Minpha fit right in, he just prayed no one would notice him as he took a seat. His eyes were fixed to the ground, his hands clinging onto his brother, flinching whenever the people around him roared or accidentally (?) brushed against him. Why did he come again? Because Koichi was 'occupied' and he didn't want to be alone. Perhaps he was paranoid, but he felt eyes on him and it was making him blush the unhappy, uncomfortable blush.

"...y~!", he heard Minpha swoon and after noticing with surprise how infatuated his brother looked, Kaoru finally dared to look at the stage. First he saw a stout, burly man with a stubble-beard... It probably wasn't him... Then, he saw stubble-beard's opponent. For a split second his "hunting" mode activated and something stirred within him. After a second of zoning out and staring, Kaoru noticed with embarrassment that he was salivating. Now he was properly blushing. At least he hadn't drooled though. Glancing at Minpha to check if his brother had noticed (he'd never stop being teased if he had) and smiling when he hadn't, Kaoru snuggled up closer to the other and decided that coming here wasn't so terrible after all.

The match ended much too quickly, to both the brother's dismay. In addition, for the last couple minutes, naughty hands had reached from behind them. Kaoru, ever flushed, awkwardly clung to his brother even as he was being pulled away. His lips were pressed into a thin line, a clear look of discomfort and shame on his face as the large hands reached around his waist and stealthily began to pry his legs apart. Minpha, oblivious as always, didn't notice and Kaoru did not dare speak out. The shy Japanese was very experienced in being molested, even making use of it whenever he had 'needs'. However, he didn't like it now. Not next to Minpha, not when he hadn't intended anything to happen... Kaoru bit down on his lower lip, suppressing a quiver as the naughty hands continued to rudely caress his body. Unwilling to take anymore, he finally opened his mouth to notify Minpha when his eyes widened in shock. Minpha's obi had been loosened and his kimono yanked off of most of his upper body. Even as rough hands d and molded his pale skin, the pink-haired male just smiled and twirled his hair. He looked amused, but nothing more. Little did Kaoru know, Minpha was enjoying the ignorance of the fellows behind him. It had been far too long since anyone had dared do this to him... He was going to let them play a bit and look forward to beating them to a pulp later. Finally, getting bored, Minpha glanced at Kaoru, smiled at his brother's pitiful expression, snapped his fingers and laughed at their molestors' fearful protests as his guards dragged them away. There they sat, two strikingly effeminate creatures, one half- and laughing, the other disheveled and blushing.

The little spectacle had all eyes on them now that the match had ended and poor, shy, nervous Kaoru was trying to make himself as small and unnoticeable as possible. Minpha's behaviour didn't help, not with him winking playfully at their 'admirers'. Kaoru tried to dress his brother again, but alas... He had never known how to properly wear a kimono and the layers of fabric kept slipping down.

@atsuki All of Shangri-La had hidden themselves behind bolted doors, waiting for the sun to rise so they could safely wander the streets once more. Of course, anyone capable of taking care of themselves chose this time to come out and play. Amongst them was a pink-haired girl...? No, it was a boy if one looked closely enough. He was weamq1ring what looked like the ty version of traditional Japanese clothing for young women. At first sight one mistook the person for a e, with the pastel pink hair, stilettos and flashy red lips and all. However, anyone about to offer their patronage kept their mouth shut and stepped out of the way when they saw two guns peeking out from underneath the cross-dresser's skirt.

Obviously, this person was Minpha. He was in a great mood too, his steps light and bouncy making his pink ponytail swing along. There was a smile plastered on his face as if he was going to pick up a treat. Which he was, sort of. Some time ago he had seen a flier announcing a very handsome guy's debut match in street fighting... Ever since then Minpha had attended any and every match he could. What had hooked him? Well, to be frank, hot guy + violence = perfect eye-candy. This wasn't just any run-of-the-mill hot guy mind you, he was exactly Minpha's type. To summarize, the head of 'The Black Hand' had become a fangirl, totally smitten.

His steps sped up as he neared a roaring, cheering mass welcoming two fighters. Aaaaah-- he could never get enough of that face. Everytime he saw Atsuki he felt like he'd become a teenager again. Sighing happily, Minpha threatened some poor dude with his gun and claimed his seat. For almost two minutes the Japanese was simply staring at the view before him with a content, slightly dumb smile. "Haaah~ he is so ing y.", he cooed to himself. Not too long into the fight he was cheering along wih the crowd, completely swept up in the atmosphere of the fight club. Clad in black and heavily armed, five men stood spread around the club. They didn't interfere with anything, simply guarded the place, suffering in silence as their boss - Minpha - had them working overtime again.